Ashes on the Anvil

Hard times don’t break a man. They forge him.

I seen weak men hide from the flame, Prayin’ for mercy, drownin’ in shame. I seen strong men take the pain, Turn the fire into chain.

Oh, oh, oh… Ashes on the anvil, fire in my chest, Hard times made me stronger than the rest. Don’t be a weak man, beggin’ in the night— Be a strong man, stand and fight.

Weak men talk while the fire dies, Strong men rise with steel in their eyes. Weak men crumble when the storm rolls in, Strong men bleed but they don’t give in.

Oh, oh, oh… Ashes on the anvil, burnin’ black and true, Hard times made me, they can make you too. Don’t be a weak man, fallin’ to the flame— Be a strong man, earn your name.

Good times make men soft. But the fire never lies. Stay sharp when the world grows easy.

Oh, oh, oh… Ashes on the anvil, sparks in my breath, Hard times forged me harder than death. Don’t be a weak man, prayin’ for a friend— Be a strong man, fight to the end.

Steel remembers. Flesh forgets.

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